The cool light shines down on the neat short hair, making the man's aura even colder.
The eyes hidden under the short hair on his forehead were pitch black, as dark and deep as the deep sea, and a trace of strange emotion flashed away.
"We will stay in the old house tonight. The servant will clean up the room next door later."
"Aren't we going to sleep together?" Su Ci narrowed her eyes slightly and pouted her red lips, declaring her dissatisfaction.
"inconvenient."
Shen Zhiyan clenched his fist and coughed lightly to hide his inner embarrassment.
Su Ci straightened up, her porcelain-white face bulged slightly, and glared at him angrily.
"What's the inconvenience? We are already married. How can any couple separate on the first day of marriage?"
She stepped forward and looked around Shen Zhiyan with suspicious eyes, "Tell me, are you... not good?"
"Let me feel your pulse!"
Su Ci held Shen Zhiyan's hand and tried to feel his pulse.
Shen Zhiyan's thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, and his handsome face was so gloomy that it seemed like ink could drip from it.
He leaned down, pushed Yu Jiu down on the bed, and leaned forward with his tall and straight body.
The man's cold and deep breath filled the air, revealing an unspeakable danger.
"Su Ci, you are not allowed to say what you just said a second time in the future."
Su Ci was caught off guard and pushed down. She subconsciously exclaimed and hugged the man's neck.
When she came to her senses, she had already fallen on the bed.
Shen Zhiyan's face, which was as carefully carved by God, was close at hand, and the clear and delicious scent of pinewood on his body filled her nostrils. Su Ci couldn't help but her heartbeat began to speed up.
She looked at the enlarged version of the handsome face in front of her, feeling a little at a loss for a moment, and her cheeks were quietly covered with a blush.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps suddenly came.
"Hug, I'm sorry. Master and Madam, I didn't mean to do it."
The servant's sudden appearance interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere lingering between the two.
Shen Zhiyan was the first to come to his senses, and quickly sat up from the bed, pretending to be calm and straightening his slightly wrinkled suit.
When he looked at the servant, his eyes were so sinister that they could kill someone, "What's the matter?"
The servant's legs were trembling, her heart was beating like thunder, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
If she sees something she shouldn't see, will she be silenced by the young master?
Holding back the fear in his heart, the servant's voice trembled, "Come back, Master, the room has been tidied up, it's next door."
Shen Zhiyan glanced at Su Ci with blushing cheeks, his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down slightly, and said in a deep voice: "No need."
"ah?"
The servant raised his head in confusion and heard Shen Zhiyan say quietly: "Bring her clothes and daily necessities. How can we be separated on the wedding night?"
The servant looked up at Shen Zhiyan in surprise, as if he didn't expect that he would change his mind so quickly.
She frowned in embarrassment and stood still.
The eldest lady just said specifically that Shen Zhiyan and Su Ci must not sleep in the same room.
Now that Shen Zhiyan suddenly regrets it, how should she go about communicating with the eldest lady?
Shen Zhiyan's tone suddenly turned cold, "What? You want me to do it myself?"
The man's voice was low and hoarse, with a strong sense of oppression.
The servant's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said: "No, no. I'll go right away."
After the servant left, Shen Zhiyan looked at Su Ci and explained: "Grandpa wants us to stay in the old house for the next two days. If you don't get used to it, you can go home in two days."
Although Mr. Shen agreed to let Su Ci treat Shen Zhiyan, he could not let go of his worries.
Therefore, he specifically proposed to let Shen Zhiyan and Su Ci stay in the old house temporarily.
Shen Zhiyan moved out when he became an adult and only came back occasionally.
He likes to be quiet, so he has been living alone these years.
Su Ci saw that Shen Zhiyan was a little depressed, so she quickly stepped forward and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are by my side, I can live anywhere."
When Shen Zhiyan heard this, a warm current flowed through his heart, "Thank you."
Su Ci blinked her shining eyes and put her cheek up.
She stretched out her white fingertips and tapped on her cheek, "Words are not enough. If you really want to thank me, prove it with actions."
Shen Zhiyan choked, stretched out his hand to push away the porcelain white face that was close to him, and said in a disgusting tone, "What a beautiful idea."
Su Ci stretched out her hand to cover her pressed forehead, pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and complained: "Other people's husbands kiss and hug their wives, and they dote on them. You don't dote on me at all."
Shen Zhiyan lowered his eyelashes and secretly said, "We are different from ordinary couples. Su Ci, I never thought that I could have feelings that are within reach of ordinary people."
Because he knew that he wouldn't live long.
Everyone said that he was indifferent and withdrawn, even his closest family members thought so.
But they didn't know that all this was done deliberately by Shen Zhiyan.
If he is just a dispensable existence to others, then if he dies, no one will be sad.
Growing up, Shen Zhiyan had almost no friends.
There isn't any woman around either.
Alone.
Yu Yu walked alone.
Su Ci looked at Shen Zhiyan and saw the aura of loneliness and loneliness surrounding him, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart.
She pursed her lips, quickly hugged Shen Zhiyan's neck, buried her cheek in the crook of his shoulder, and said word by word: "Shen Zhiyan, if others have it, you will have it too."
"I will cure you. You will no longer have to run away or envy others."
At this moment, Su Ci was extremely grateful that she and her master had learned medical skills.
I am extremely glad that I did not miss Shen Zhiyan.
Feeling the soft body in his arms and the warm breath coming from the hollow of the neck behind his ears, Shen Zhiyan's body froze again, and a hint of confusion flashed in his dark pupils.
He raised his hand high, froze in the air for a moment, and finally dropped it.
…
Late at night, Shen Zhiyan and Su Ci were lying on a large bed. In the dark room, they could only hear each other's breathing.
Shen Zhiyan's eyes were slightly closed, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, as if he was asleep.
Su Ci was wrapped in a soft air-conditioned quilt, and her big black eyes moved flexibly, looking particularly bright in the dark night.
She turned her head and looked at Shen Zhiyan, "Hubby, are you asleep?"
She was answered with silent silence.
Su Ci pursed her lips and looked a little dissatisfied at the distance between Shen Zhiyan and Shen Zhiyan.
Her eyes rolled slightly, and then her little feet hidden under the quilt slowly explored Shen Zhiyan's direction.
Looking from a distance, one can clearly see a small bulge wrapped in a quilt that is constantly moving towards Shen Zhiyan.